"The fact that someone else is willing to love you enough that they can help you to see how you don’t always love yourself," is the sort of purposeful, utopian stuff that pours out of Amanda and Guy's orbit in their East LA bungalow. Their divergent backgrounds -- Amanda's family escaped the 79 Iranian revolution, while Guy's were bonafide music junkies who went to Woodstock -- first crossed paths while Amanda was in art school and Guy was performing with The Entrance Band. Amanda, in her vintage sorceress dress, and Guy, in his military vests and blazers, are two whimsical dreamers who, together, are committed to making an enlightened, altruistic one. Empowered by pushing each other -- Guy with his music and Amanda with her photography and sculpture -- relate though the other's unbridled expressions. "I remember sitting on our couch on Valentine's Day, thinking, There's probably not that many people in this city right now getting the most beautiful song sung to them by the person they love the most," Amanda reminisced. Getting serenaded by your boyfriend while he wears his mom's pink button-down on Valentine's Day… that says it all.
No stereotypical straight boy in his signature, jester-like polka-dot blazer, Guy grew up identifying with musicians such as Robert Johnson, who were "frail and skinny" and reemerged later in life with the verve of an archetypal rock musician. A fan of the political punk of Fugazi, Guy learned to play the piano because it soothed his grandmother as she napped and he obsessed on getting himself into the transcendent state of his composer idols. As for his significant other? Amanda makes no apologies for her privileged upbringing. "It made me really generous because I have things to give," Amanda so honestly states. Like the halo of dried flowers on her head, the restrictions of Amanda's ancestors gave her the freedom to take risks, and she is grateful for it. Amanda gets naked with her female photo subjects in an effort to break boundaries, and "YES," her mantra, is larger than life in one of her crystal creations. No airhead rich girl, Amanda, at the age of 23, got her Bat Mitzvah at Israel's Wailing Wall. "With God, you can't just say I'll do this now and then reap the consequences later," Amanda explained. "There's not a get out of jail free card."
Elisa & Lily
Amanda & Guy's video was edited by Paul O'Brochta
Shot, photographed, and interviewed by Elisa & Lily